Daming: I'm Invincible if I'm Not Careful

　　Zhang Songxi said at this time: "In the Zhenwu Hall, the space is too small, and the next battle may not be able to be carried out. Please move the heroes to Zhenwu Square, and then start the battle."

　　When Master Fang Zheng heard the words, he folded his hands in the eleven salute, and said lightly, "Amitabha, what Zhang Sixia said is exactly what the poor monk meant."

　　Others have no opinion on this either.

　　Immediately, the group stepped out of the Zhenwu Hall and headed towards the Zhenwu Square of the Wudang faction.

　　Zhu Houzhao also brought the four daughters of Huang Rong, as well as Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, with everyone.

　　Not long after, the group arrived at Zhenwu Square.

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　　The Wudang faction stood on one side, and the Shaolin Temple and other sects stood on the other side.

　　Zhu Houzhao and the others stood alone, casually watching the bustling crowd.

　　"Brother Zhu, do you think that the Taoist priest from the Wudang faction is more powerful, or the nun from the Emei faction?" Qu Feiyan asked Zhu Houzhao in a low voice, looking at the wooden Taoist and Mie Jue Shitai in the middle of Zhenwu Square.

　　Hearing Qu Feiyan's words, Huang Rong's three daughters also looked at Zhu Houzhao with curiosity in their eyes.

　　With their current cultivation strength, it is impossible to tell the strength of Daoist Wood and Zhuangzhe.

　　As for Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, they stood silently on both sides behind Zhu Houzhao, not saying a word.

　　Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly when he heard the words and said, "If it is based on the realm theory, it is obvious that the wooden Taoists have the upper hand. Although Master Miejue has the Yitian Sword in hand, his strength should not be underestimated. However, as long as the wooden Taoists make no mistakes during the battle, I think the winner of this battle will be a wooden Taoist."

　　Hearing this, Qu Feiyan nodded and said with a smile, "That's good. Although I don't like that old Taoist priest and that nun very much, I still hope that the Wudang faction can win the final victory."

　　Zhu Houzhao smiled and didn't say anything. He probably understood Qu Feiyan's thoughts.

　　While Zhu Houzhao and Qu Feiyan were talking, in the middle of Zhenwu Square, the battle between Daoist Mu and Mie Shitai had officially started!people.

Chapter 152

　　"ah!"

　　Mie Mie Shitai made a somewhat sharp voice, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand mercilessly slashed down towards the wooden Taoist.

　　"Shh!"

　　With Mie Shi Taiyi's sword swung, a terrifying sword light flashed over Zhenwu Square, Sen Han's sword energy, even from a long distance, can feel a coolness that penetrates the heart and lungs!

　　The wooden Daoist who was facing the attack of Master Jue Tai's long sword also flashed a dignified color in his eyes, and his body was slightly sideways, avoiding the frontal attack of the Senhan sword.

　　At the same time, the long sword on the waist of the wooden Taoist was also unsheathed in an instant. A set of exquisite swordsmanship was in his hands, and he took the initiative to attack Shitai Shitai.

　　"Ding ding ding ding!"

　　Following the fight between the two, a series of sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded above Zhenwu Square.

　　The aftermath of Sen Leng's sword qi attacked the surrounding ground, leaving a pit mark after another!

　　The people who were close to each other were even directly forced by the sword energy to keep retreating!

　　The Wudang faction and the brothers Song Yuanqiao watched nervously at the Daoist Mu and Shitai Mie Jue in the battle.

　　In this first battle, they had great expectations!

　　If they lose in the first game, it will be a great blow to their Wudang faction's momentum, and it will also be very unfavorable for the situation behind!

　　The people on the side of the Emei faction were also nervously watching both sides of the battle.

　　Among the Daming rivers and lakes, Wudang and Shaolin have always been called Taishan Beidou in martial arts, and their Emei faction can only rank third.

　　If Mie Shitai was able to defeat one of the Wudang Five Elders, the Wood Daoist, in this battle, it would definitely greatly increase the power of their Emei faction, and it would also have a profound impact on the overall situation this time.

　　A group of monks in the Shaolin Temple, as well as people from all walks of life around, all looked at the two people at the center of the battle with anticipation in their eyes, hoping that Shitai Shitai could defeat the wooden Taoist.

　　Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang faction kept his expression unchanged, as if he didn't care about the situation on the field at all.

　　As for Zhu Houzhao, his expression did not change.

　　No matter who wins or loses in this battle, it basically has no effect on Zhu Houzhao.

　　"Whoosh whoosh!"

　　After a long while, Daoist Wood and Master Mie Jue at the center of the battle were too far apart. Daoist Wood waved the long sword in his hand, and there seemed to be a terrifying sword energy released from his body, mixed with the sword energy of the long sword in his hand. , with the coldness of the forest, shrouded towards Shi Tai Shi Tai!

　　"Ding ding ding ding!"

　　Sensing the terrifying sword qi, Shitai Mie Jue's expression changed suddenly, and the Yitian sword in her hand was swung so tightly that she kept resisting the cold sword qi that filled the sky.

　　"laugh!"

　　Suddenly, the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh rang in the ears of everyone.

　　Everyone subconsciously looked towards the battle center, but they saw that the wooden Daoist did not know when, approached the side of Shitai Juejue again, and the long sword in his hand stabbed the wrist of Shitai Shitai holding the sword!

　　"Let go!"

　　Mudao snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand shook, the long sword swayed back, and then slammed into the hilt of the Yitian Sword in Miejue Shitai's hand!

　　"when!"

　　The long sword in the hands of the wooden Taoist, without any accident, hit the hilt of the Yitian Sword.

　　"Dang!"

　　In the next instant, the Yitian Sword in the hands of Shitai Jue, involuntarily let go and fell to the ground!

　　And Mie Shitai himself, his body swayed violently.

　　"Whoosh!"

　　Immediately afterwards, the wooden Taoist figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand instantly reached the throat of Shitai Mie Jue.

　　All this is a long story, but in fact it is only a matter of moments.

　　When everyone in Zhenwu Square saw this scene, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

　　The people of the Emei faction looked at Shitai Shitai with worry.

　　People from Shaolin Temple and other sects had a look of regret on their faces, and they also felt a little worried about the next battle in their hearts.

　　The people of the Wudang faction had expressions of joy on their faces.

　　Even Zhang Sanfeng stroked the long whiskers under his jaw and nodded with a smile.

　　"Accepted!"

　　After a pause, Daoist Wood retracted his long sword and made a light voice towards Master Juejue.

　　"Hmph, the poor nun is not as good as others, so there's no need to say anything nice!"

　　Mie Mie Shitai snorted coldly, and with a casual move, put away the Yitian sword on the ground, and returned to the Emei faction camp with a gloomy expression, his eyes tightly closed.

　　The wooden Taoist didn't care about it, put away his long sword, glanced in the direction of Shaolin Temple, and then returned to the Wudang faction camp...  

　　"Brother Zhu, you really got it right, the old nun from the Emei faction lost," Qu Feiyan said to Zhu Houzhao with a smile when he saw Xie Xie's defeat in the corner of Zhenwu Square.

　　Zhu Houzhao smiled and said: "The strength of the two is there, and the result is basically doomed."

　　On the other side, after the Mu Daoist returned to the Wudang faction, Song Yuanqiao stood up, clasped his fists at the crowd, and said loudly, "In this first battle, my uncle Mu, representing the Wudang faction, won the victory. In the second battle that follows, , I don't know who you are going to send to fight?"

　　Before the two sides fought, it had already been decided that the losing side would send someone to appear first. At this moment, the two sides had already torn their faces, and Song Yuanqiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with them.

　　Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, Shitai Jue, who closed his eyes tightly, couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, but in the end he held back and did not have a seizure.

　　Master Fang Zheng and the others looked at each other for a while, and then in the anticipation of the crowd, three figures from the Shaolin Temple stepped out in unison.

　　Seeing the three people playing in the Shaolin Temple and the various factions in the arena who came to provoke them, they immediately burst into joy, and their hearts were full of expectations.

　　Because the three people who appeared were the three great monks of Shaolin Temple, Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing.

　　The four gods and monks of Shaolin Temple are famous for their knowledge and wisdom, and they are famous in the rivers and lakes. Even compared with Zhang Sanfeng, they are not far behind.

　　Of course, just talking about their reputation in the arena.

　　The people of Daming Jianghu are in awe of the four gods and monks of Shaolin Temple. Although the gods and monks are dead, the strength of the remaining three people should not be underestimated!

　　"Amitabha! The three poor monks, seniors, and brothers are here to ask Wudang for advice."

　　The three walked to the middle of the square, and Master Kong Wen clasped his hands in the direction of everyone in Wudang, and uttered a faint sound.

　　Seeing that the Shaolin Temple directly sent the three great monks to fight this time, Song Yuanqiao and the others' faces suddenly condensed, and the people of the Wudang faction did not dare to underestimate the four wisdom monks of the Shaolin Temple!

　　For a while, Song Yuanqiao and the others had a hard time deciding who to fight.

　　Zhu Houzhao also looked at the position of Senior Brother Song Yuanqiao, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of interest. .

Chapter 153

　　"In this battle, we will come!"

　　Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi were thinking about it, but a clear voice sounded in Zhenwu Square.

　　At the same time as the voice fell, Taoist Ziyang, Taoist Qingsong and Taoist Xuyun among the five elders of Wudang stood up at the same time.

　　The person who spoke just now was Taoist Ziyang among the three.

　　Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi looked at each other, then bowed to the three of them and said, "Please, the three uncles."

　　Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words, the three Taoist Ziyang nodded slightly, but didn't say much.

　　Above Zhenwu Square, everyone looked at the six people in the middle of the square with anticipation.

　　One is the three monks among the four Shaolin Temple monks, and the other is the third one of the Wudang Five Elders.

　　Both sides are famous in the Daming Jianghu, and now a wonderful battle is about to start between the two sides, but everyone is full of expectations.

　　"Three eminent monks, please!"

　　Daoist Ziyang bowed towards the three of Master Kong Wen, and made a faint sound in his mouth.

　　"Amitabha, three Taoist priests, please!"

　　Master Kong Wen folded his hands in the eleven salute towards Taoist Ziyang, announced a Buddha's name in his mouth, and then responded as politely as 27.

　　Next, the momentum of the six masters on both sides slowly rose.